Normally Guhzuls do not have tites, but I like them. I have two working titles for this one.

ONCE LOVED
or
NO PLACE LIKE HOME

That is if I want a title at all.
Now what are thay?

Long lined cuplets
with a reacuring word or phrase (idea) in the second line
signed it the end, putting yourself in the poem
can be looked at as three different poems 1) all the lines 2) all the first lines 3) all the seconds lines.

now:

Beware my friends of slick December roads
lost at misty bus stops rather than shelter once loved

ah skippy, i believe i'm a bit confused on how this works. but from what i've noticed, the second line of each couplet (shouldn't they rhyme?) is switched back and forth, or the last two words i meant.

Ex: "once loved" for the the second line of the first couplet. then you have, "loved once" for the second line of the second couplet.

Thank you for your webpages. they all show where these come from. As well as point out the english is not always compatible with some forms in poetry. Yet they can be fun and rewerding wether you stick to a strick standard or push the form to fit. I have found that Guhzels can be a powerfull.

a BIG thank you heinzs for posting those info sites!.. have been out of town for most of the week-end and hadnt had a chance to research and post about Ghazals..a new form of poetry to me..sounds fun and exciting to try..like Miku's quinzaines..cant wait to play around with that!..and this new form too....

hey thanks again..you always are doing such nice things for peeps!..you must be a really nice guy! i appreciate your being here and i think you are a great administrator of these pages...

So after reading lot of ghazales you may notice the the main point it the long lined cuplets. And maybe the putting yourself into the poem. Like in most forms to know the rules is to paly with them. Take for intance "the reacuring theme" of the second line. Does not have to be the same words, can the word rhyme or not? Or maybe we can do it in the first line instead, maybe not. What do I know? They can be alot of fun

What do I know of love's heat and passoins
burning in hearts paired of pried apart

What do I know of senseless yearnings to be
held warm and accpted dispite

Of what I know inside can rip open old self
inflitced crule indulgence

I know of slandering my own name
mouth wide with poison, beating my hairless chest

Lessons, I now know sharpen each moment
of love revisted with happiness and pain